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francoise4 le 06-06-2024 à 08:51:52
super t ai photo

francoise4 le 06-06-2024 à 08:51:28
bonne journée bisous ma belle prend soins de toi

Lionel 71300 le 05-06-2024 à 09:12:20
Très bonne fin de semaine à toi gros bisous mon amie

gladys-lemire le 04-06-2024 à 17:35:08
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Two old sailors from the North Seas

They were coming back, one autumn evening,

Of Sicily and its sovereign islands,

With a people of Sirens,

On board.


Joyful with pride, they returned to their fiord,

Among the lying mists,

Joyful with pride, they returned to the North

Under a dull and monotonous wind,

An evening of sadness and autumn.

From the shore, the people of the port

They looked at them, without making a sign:

To the ropes along the masts,

The Sirens, covered in gold,

Twisted, like vines,

The lines

Sinuous of their bodies.

And people were silent, not knowing

What came from the ocean, over there,

Through mists;

The ship sailed like a basket of silver

Filled with flesh, fruit and moving gold

Who advanced, carried on wings of foam.

gladys-lemire le 04-06-2024 à 17:25:38
Turquoise